I live with my FH and this morning I decided to try on my dress while he was at work. I was in our bedroom trying on accessories when I decided to go downstairs to see if I could find an ivory sash I had packed away. I walk past the front door in my gown and look out and there's FH's truck!! I run, RUN, up the stairs go into our bedroom and lock the door!! Next thing I know he's trying to get in the bedroom. I'm like "no!". He was so confused. Lol He kept saying, "but it's just me". Luckily he was just stopping to get something and left. I texted him what I was doing., goodness only knows what he was thinking đ But after all that I realise I'm sweating (wedding dresses get warm) and try to get out of the dress but I can't!!! I can't undo the buttons. I got in fine but in my panicked sweaty state I was struggling to get out. OMG! It took me a good 15 minutes to escape my dress. I was never so happy to be free! Never again!! đ